"Dormammu? The one inviting me wasn't the Sorcerer Supreme, but Dormammu, master of the Dark Dimension?" Donnie was completely dumbfounded. If the Sorcerer Supreme had sent someone to find him, or even come personally—whether to settle scores or for some other reason—Donnie could have accepted that. Donnie had previously researched the Fountain of Resurrection and angered a big shot in Hell. If nothing unexpected had happened, it had been the Sorcerer Supreme who saved him that time. Of course, accepting a lesson was one thing.